I hesitate to pen the word … cancer. Not mine, but the diagnosis my husband received just before lockdown, due to Covid-19, in Seattle, WA. March 5, 2020 we received news that the pathology report indicated stage 2 bladder cancer. Journal entry, March 6, 2020. “World upside down. Still life with cancer. Still, life with…
Tag: Seattle
Wander
It’s been a long time since posting here. It’s been a very different sort of year, this 2020. And I find myself pondering my word for the year, wander. What a word. To wander: (verb) to walk or move in a leisurely, casual, or aimless way, to move around. Wander: (noun) an act or instance…
écouter
Listen, Before the day in all its sunlit energy bursts through the shuttered windows. Listen, As the hummingbirds, sparrows and robins converse about issues in the ‘hood.’ Listen, As the gentle morning breeze waltzes with the trees. Listen, As the red geraniums share their sensory delight, Grounding to the earth. Listen, To the melody of pine,…
King of the Marshlands
Balanced, Sentry like At the waters edge; Grounded, calm, still. Earth holds you Elegant wise bird Of the marshland. Watchful of opportunities, Regal wings graciously Frame your reed like body – Embracing power and air In flight. If I pause, and watch, Can I breathe in your qualities?
Cherry Blossoms
“Your poems are like sketches,” remarked a friend the other day. If I could sketch the way this blossom makes me feel, with words, that would be truly magnificent. Her petals unfurling in the spring air light my soul with a smile. Childhood memories surface: summer forts, my backyard home, hours of pretend in the…
“Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard
“In all the chaos and hurry, do not forget to notice the beauty and miracle of this world. Slow down. Notice. Observe. Be aware. Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard This quote strikes a chord in my heart. Even deeper than my heart. It touches something in my soul…
Spending time with Owl – 2017
“We are all visionaries and what we see is our soul in things.” Henri Amiel Owls have been catching my attention since August, 2016. I’ve been pondering and playing with ‘my word’ for the year. Having a word ‘choose me’ for a year helps ground, nurture, and draw me deeper into practicing being mindful and…
Come to the Waters Edge
Come to the waters edge. Stand still on the plank of the pier. Cast your eyes over the horizon. Weeping willow at your back holds the waterflow of pent up tears. Sorrow, anger, disappointment, a longing for justice. She hears your wondering and questions. Allow us to hold you. Air, water, clouds, sky. Mallard swims…
Dwelling in Possibility
“I dwell in possibility.” Emily Dickinson #possibility is our prompt today at 31 Days of SoulStrolling. A few weeks ago, with Julie Gardner, Writers Gathering in Seattle, our prompt was Emily Dickinson’s poem, “I dwell in possibility.” This is what flowed from pen to paper: I dwell in possibility – to dwell, to be. To practice presence wherever…
What does delicious spark in your soul?
Delicious. Slow the word down. Enunciate. Speak it – quietly, then at full volume. What does it evoke in your soul? My initial response – meals: glorious, tasty, tantalizing plates that arouse my taste buds, tingle my senses and satiate my belly. I’m fortunate to have enjoyed many such a meal: at home, abroad, with…
Inhale and Inhabit
A prompt, a word, it’s a curious thing where they might lead when you pay attention. I’m participating in 31 Days of SoulStrolling and today’s prompt is – inhale. My mind went on a meandering journey when I first read the prompt. My first association to the word was about the use of drugs. “Oh, I tried…
Hope
You welcomed me in like a new book, flipping the pages from left to right and back again. Inhaling deeply, your brilliant orange globe burst through the overhanging grey and pierced my heart with hope. Purple perforated white – landscape painting before my eyes. A moment of noticing, magic.
Sharon Richards 